| Who knew this day would find me?
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| Consuming the past behind me
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| Insisting my heart will define me no matter that I show
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| The work of my hands and the hours
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| Spent growing the sand into towers
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| Calling your sea to devour more than you know
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| Gone are the days that I carried
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| A grief that alone I had married
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| To everything held and then buried deep in my soul
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| For now you speak far beyond reason
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| A bridge with a foot in each season
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| Extending a hope I believe in more than you know
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| What kept me here and standing free?
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| What part of you saw this in me
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| Oh, how long until I see?
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| This light goes on forever
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| Carrying time in it’s treasure
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| By blood and above us like weather further than we’ll go
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| For all of the breath that leaves us
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| The ghosts we invite to deceive us
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| I hold to the grace that believes for us more than we know
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| More than we know |